It takes a certain kind of guy to be able to pull off the bearded look well, and I’m not one of them.
I’m the
only man the executive placement agency I worked with about ten years ago
ever let keep his beard. They thought the “professorial” look was good for me (the recently displaced professor).
I went to a Jesuit high school, so no facial hair, dry shave in the dean’s office if you forgot to shave, etc. So most of us grew beards at least briefly after graduation.
I kept it most of the time in college (my girlfriend preferred it), and I think though all of law school.
When I flew to Las Vegas for the Nevada bar, I shaved it over the heat. When I got back looking about 17, all my clients asked how long I’s been practicing–and since the answer was something like “three weeks”, I grew it back.
It shaved one more time a year or two later (but keeping the mustache, the only time I did that) when I mowed two lawns the same July day (told a vegetarian friend that, sure, I’d mow hers–if she fed me steak. I didn’t think she’d take me up on it!
). The mustache alone doesn’t work for my face; there are slight scar spots blocking some of the follicles.
That was 1991, and the last tie I was clean-shaven. I think my brother’s wedding pictures are the only ones in existence with me in a mustache.
This is about five years old, and it’s pretty much the same now, save that my wife leaves more white hair on the pillow that seem to get tangled in it.
. I also tend to let the mustache cove my upper lip.
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Never trust a man who runs a piece of sharp metal over his face every morning before he’s fully awake . . .
I tend to trim to quarter inch in the warm months, and 3/8 or half inch for winter.
About ten years ago, I got carried away trimming it, and had a full hair cut when I was done
That was the most compliments I ever received on a haircut, and I didn’t have to take an hour in the middle of the business day to do it. So I’ve cut it myself ever since.
My daughter (about 2 at the time) was very confused and started to cry when she saw him fully clean shaven. He had to pick her up and say “It’s me, daddy!”
I considered shaving it years ago, as it was freezing to my ski mask while commuting in the Iowa winter, but was concerned with exactly that reaction . . .
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